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Gen Z, iGen, or Centennials:
Millennials or Gen Y
Greatest Generation (G I Generation)
Born 2013 – 2025
Born 1997 – 2012
Born 1981 – 1996
Born 1965 – 1980
Born 1946 – 1964
Born 1928 – 1945
Born 1901 – 1927
was a Briard
I was born and raised in Chicago! This is perhaps the best video of Chicago that I have ever seen....
Chicago Timelapse Project - Windy City Nights from Max Wilson on Vimeo.
Visited the USA
I have been to all the states except the ones marked (to do) - and hopefully time will allow me to visit them too!
Idaho (to do)
Montana (to do)
Wyoming (to do)
Countries and Territories I Have Visited
Rarotonga (Cook Islands)
Islands - US
Islands - British
We had access (restricted) to meet university educators, students and locals (visited Moscow, Volgograd and Leningrad (now Saint Petersburg)). No photo taking from airport to hotel – or anywhere at the airport. Visually, hi-rise apartment buildings everywhere, with shanties along the way – a newlywed couple could expect to wait 5 years or more for their own small 1 bdrm apartment. A year’s wages to buy a full-length leather coat – if you could get one. Beautiful tour guide – Irena.
GUM (Red Square) stock was sparse and drab – ladies showing up wearing the same dress style and color was the norm, not unexpected. Everyone worked but you were told what you would become by test or need – or party connection. A “job” could be sitting on a stool - in a museum – watching visitors – all day – every day. Or you could be lead engineer at a damn project or a doctor – but you were not paid much in any case and must always maintain political favor. There was little incentive to excel other than for Mother Russia, The Party – or survival. Students were brainwashed – the brave would ask questions – carefully. I was offered cash for the jeans I was wearing (a crime if you dare). The list goes on. Americans were treading dangerous waters.
You were given a temporary ID card. If you wandered and realized you were lost, you were required to show the card to any citizen – and they were required to get you back to your assigned hotel. You were treated with absolute respect as was your home country. Your nation’s flag was on the dinner table each night. You did not discuss anything of relevance in the privacy of your room – or anywhere else. Yet I spoke my mind when answering the student’s questions - and enjoyed watching the expressions on the faces of faculty as I did (I am certain the students were privately informed of my misdirected capitalistic views later that day). I would not have missed the opportunity of a lifetime.